Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own Shadow of destiny and any of its characters.
I never thought I'd ever be ready for this, never gave much attention to where I'd go or wherever I'd have my own fate distorted like this. You see, I'm a pragmatic person; a scientist won't notice what's above the shallow surface of things. Only if the facts are presented and corroborated countless times. I used to think that way but my research has proved me wrong in the end.
Now that I'm here in a nameless place I ponder such basic facts in considerable silence; whenever I think over my choices, I can't help to feel that fate is really toying with myself. How did I end like this? What am I doing here? Sometimes I wonder if I am destiny's pawn and fate is playing a big chess game and I'm the main character. I don't mind where I'm now, no that's not the matter; It's just the course of events which brought me here intrigues me. If only I had given up on researching the stone, maybe I wouldn't be in such situation. They did tell me It wasn't good to meddle in Wagner's papers but what I should have done? I'm too damned curious for my own good and it would be the sole opportunity I'd have to continue my studies.
I know now that I wouldn't be able to stop myself, even if I could I would regret it later. What I really hadn't foreseen was the outcome of my adventure. Perhaps, if I heeded my aunt advices and had become a lawyer… I must stop this trail of thinking now and once more revisit my past choices in order to explain how I ended where I'm and what I am. I ought to understand better my predicament doing so.
What's worse about all of this is just I wanted it. I wouldn't choose differently; I could if I used the digipad once again but I don't have the force or will to anymore. I've enslaved myself willing , I bonded my body and soul like this for…
The reason I have done all these things is simple and complicated at the same time. I myself still quite don't comprehend many of them right now, but I shall tell the story behind it. I wonder if I'm free yet to say these thoughts aloud; the only thing restraining me are my thoughts and they invariably have the tendency to go to one person in particular. Are these the effects of magic or is insanity kicking in? I don't know yet. There's just one thing that occupies my mind these days and my skeptical brain hasn't digest it through.
If after you read this you find yourself in a similar predicament I advise "turn around and don't look too deeply"; I should have followed my instincts and did it, but there's a part of me that has no regrets. This is dominant part now, to be exact. I should, I could have done all different but I didn't want to. I'm happy indeed and selfishness is my downfall it appears.
I would never think a rock in the middle of my path could make my life so hectic.